Текст песни Митя Фомин - Восточный Экспресс

If Tomorrow Comes
That would not remember.
Love the smell of past life
In memory look.

Time stretches, stretches rides Orient Express.
And the picture away from the rain on the glass.

Across the continent for a couple of days
In the heart of a dream, a revolver in his pocket.
Take me to disappear Orient Express.
Across the continent for a couple of days
In the heart of a dream, a revolver in his pocket.
Take me to rose Orient Express.

Who is silent on against
Coffee time to cool down.
He is like a good cop
Do not allow smoking.

Time stretches, stretches rides Orient Express.
And the picture away from the rain on the glass.

Across the continent for a couple of days
In the heart of a dream, a revolver in his pocket.
Take me to disappear Orient Express.
Across the continent for a couple of days
In the heart of a dream, a revolver in his pocket.
Take me to rose Orient Express.